About four o'clock yesterday afternoon, I had a bad feeling. I had many plans for the night. Go have a little fun, throw a few back, find a kid that's been pulling some stuff on me and maybe we'd roll. I just spaced off my bad feeling.
The night was going as planned. I went and ate a Big Mac, large fries, and a 6-piece McNugget out at McDonald's with a couple guys then went and got in with a friend who I had planned on hanging out with. We went and picked up another guy that was going to chill with us.
My cousin has a double sized storage shed, which is a little smaller than a double car garage is, so we headed up there. We get up there, call a few girls and get them up there and we're just having a gay old time.
Then I start getting a little hyper so I give my friend, uhh, we'll say "Bob?" a call and tell him to come talk to me. He had heard that I was wanting to fight him so he started talking a lot of trash to other people, but could never say it to my face. I confronted him a few times about various things and never had a problem with letting him hear what was on my mind.
He then started telling people that he didn't want to fight me and he just wanted to talk. So when I called him, I just said "We don't have to fight, just come talk to me." He comes up there and gets out of his truck. I'm waiting for him outside. I pull off my shirt in case it gets physical and walk up to him. He just stands there and looks at me and won't say a word. I told him that he came up here to talk so let's talk. I started getting pretty pissed, he just stood there like he was tough and smoked a cigarette.
The guys I was hanging out with were good friends of mine, but were also good friends with "Bob" so they didn't want anything to happen. Whenever I got in "Bob's" face they'd pull me back and hold me away from him.
Finally I calmed down a bit, and got myself to back off. He took off like a bat outta hell in his pickup, which is loud as phuck. A couple minutes later, we see a cop on the road next to the storage units, everyone scatters. There was a lot of people and a lot of liquor there. I take off behind one of the sheds, and wait for him to go by, just as I get out of his sight, I move to start making my way downtown. Then another cop pulls up and yells for me to stop. I turn around real quick and start walking the other way. I get around the shed I was at before and start running as fast as I could down the hill. All of a sudden a cop comes from my right and slams on his e-brake right in front of me.
That was my sign to give up. I stopped, put my hands up and he came and cuffed me. Put me in his car and we headed down to the station. I wasn't driving and I didn't have anything on me so I didn't get charged with MIP or DUI. I could have gotten charged for Consumption but I don't think they wanted to take the time.
Since I'm only 17 they had to call my parents and have my dad come pick me up from the station. My parents were extremely irate. But I don't need to go into that.
So I guess nothing serious happened in the end, didn't get charged with anything, don't have to go to court, nothing on my record. So that's a good thing.
I guess I should have listened to my concious on this one. I should've been a little smarter. Live and learn.
Sorry so long.
